When Perfect Isn’t Possible.


When Perfect Isn't Possible | Denver Metro Moms Blog

One of my great friends recently told me that she didn’t think I was laid back. “Meaning,” she explained, “you are always on top of everything, put together, and involved in things like volunteering at the kids preschool – you know, you just aren’t that laid back!”

Have you ever heard opinions people have of you and are totally shocked? This was one of those moments.

I thought a lot about what she said, and conceded…she’s right. I might have worded it a little differently, but I am one of those women who functions well with order. I spin wildly out of control when I do not feel like I have order in my life. Any disruption to my so-called-order is seriously jarring to me emotionally. It’s that constant quest for perfection: in my appearance, how I raise my kids, my marriage, my home-keeping, my friendships, the list can go on and on! And really this quest is not for anyone but myself; it is my personal standards, which sometimes can be even worse than the standards of others! Keeping up with the Joneses’ has nothing on me keeping up with me!When Perfection Isn't Possible | Denver Metro moms Blog

Well recently, we welcomed our third child into the world, bringing our grand total to three (under three). I thought that I had been “schooled” by me second child, And now?

I’ve lost complete control and order of my home.

You moms of many know EXACTLY what I’m talking about. No matter how hard I try, perfect just isn’t possible. My clothes don’t fit, my newborn doesn’t sleep, my middle baby doesn’t get enough attention, my counter top is never shiny (that’s a personal problem), oh, and the laundry? It lives in a pile in the laundry room. It just isn’t possible to be on top of everything! For someone like me, this has rocked my world. And, it’s forced me to let the constant quest for perfection go.

My child will eventually sleep, so don’t worry.

My waistline will come back one day, so don’t worry.

My children are not as affected by the new baby as I think, so don’t worry.

My counters will one day get the shine they deserve (which gives me such pleasure you have no idea), so don’t worry.

Don’t worry. Perfect isn’t possible. Not right now and maybe not ever again. And slowly, very, very slowly, I am learning, that is OK.

Tell us mamas, do you struggle with perfectionism? How do you “let it go?”


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Lauren is a proud Texan turned Denverite for life. She lived in Denver's Platt Park neighborhood for four fabulous and fun-filled years, and recently moved further south near Cherry Creek State Park and the Denver Tech Center. She is a stay-at-home-mom of two kids under three, and being a mom brings more joy and completeness than she ever imagined. She is happy, but tired, mostly tired. In her former life sans kiddos, she had the job of her dreams in the non-profit/event-planning world, which took her all over the country including Dallas, New York, Las Vegas and finally Denver. Somewhere in the middle she met a man who loved the mountains, married him in 2010, left Texas for good and had two sweet and handsome little boys. She was shocked when they let her take the first one home without an instruction manual. Alas, she is daily figuring out motherhood through trial and error, good community, and a whole lot of grace. Her favorite things are coffee and chardonnay, books and baths, and quiet time, which she happily looks forward to in 18-years. She writes over at Happy Haven Blog about all things home and family. You can follow her daily adventures at Happy Haven Blog's Facebook Page.


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